3. Game start [2/100]

"Da"

"Da"

"Da"

The sound of shoes hitting the floor was heard in the mess of the floor, and it was inconspicuous in the screams and cries of everyone in the hall, but soon there was a roar of a broken gong with the sound of gunshots like popping beans.

"Shut up all TM - TM will kill whoever you call again!"

Bullets flew over everyone's heads, and under the extreme threat of death, everyone soon shut up.

It was two guys with simple clown masks, with pale skin, bright red noses and mouths, and exaggerated expressions, this clown mask looked so terrifying under the deterrence of the explosion that had just reimbursed more than 20 people at once.

Exaggerated black humor, sometimes, a smile is scarier than a knife.

"Hey, hold on to this thing!"

The tall guy squatted down, pulled the ring open, and stuffed the grenade in his hand into the hand of the security guard who was injured in the leg, this is a grenade with insurance, after pulling the ring open, if the safety spring does not jump out, it will not detonate, but in this case, you must hold the word thunder tightly with both hands, as long as you let go, the grenade full of fragments is enough to destroy all existence within 20 meters.

The guy in a somewhat filthy purple suit shoved a dozen grenades into the hands of the other people on the ground, and then the guy with black gloves announced in a hoarse and strange voice,

"Hold on to your and my lives, don't make any bad moves, you and I don't want anyone to get hurt, do I?"

In the banking hall, which was full of black scorch marks and foul smells, he spread his hands out, holding a gun in one hand and spreading the other out, like a real madman.

And in the process, one of his accomplices rushed into the door to the vault with a strange instrument, and then a few gunshots rang out, while another guy carried a gun, wandering around the hall to keep watch, the muzzle of the gun in his hand did not leave the crowd at all.

But as he walked to the bombed-out office, in the rubble behind him, an unusually bad arm burned by the flames and explosions stretched out, along with the black muzzle at the end of the arm.

"Bang Bang"

Two gunshots rang out, the guy in the clown mask was shot in the back, one shot directly in the back of the head, destroying the motor nerves, he didn't even have a chance to shoot, he just fell, but the next moment, the robber in the purple coat reacted quickly and fired several shots at the pile of rubble, and the struggling Mr. Hofs was hit, and his screams rang out, representing the disappearance of the threat.

The others screamed again in the shootout, which seemed to anger the purple-clad bastard, who reached out and fired a few shots into the air, then took a grenade from his pocket, pulled the tab down in front of everyone, and held it in his hand.

His hoarse voice sounded again, and there was a sense of helplessness in it,

"These days, I really have to do everything by myself, listen to me, if I see anyone move, hear any sound sound, I immediately let go of my hand hehe, look at me!"

The guy pointed the pistol in his hand at his body, and then said something horrible,

"Do you think people like me are afraid of death?"

The face under the mask, looking at the deterred mockery around him with satisfaction, he said meaningfully,

"Your lives are valuable, and I won't touch a penny of yours, so we're not enemies so don't try to be heroes!OK?"

No one answered, and he didn't need an answer, and in the few minutes of waiting, Mr. Hoves's groans of pain lifted everyone's hearts to their throats, and they prayed to a God who might or might not exist, and finally, in their difficult waiting, the lunatically co-opted in a purple suit stepped out.

He dragged a dozen large bags full of American knives with difficulty, and then made three round trips, piling blue bags and money in the devastated hall.

However, this should have been a full harvest moment, although there was a little mess, but they finally succeeded, this was a moment of cheering and celebration for the robbers, however, the atmosphere between the two accomplices was a little inexplicably stagnant.

The guy who came out of the vault with the money turned the robber in the purple suit and turned his gun at him.

"I guess you're instructed to kill me when it's all over, right?"

The short guy seemed a little excited, and he waved the pistol in his hand,

"Hell, we got that plan together, we said we were going to make a fortune together!But when I just went in, Fuller tried to kill me.2 They must have been killed by our companions!I knew the hell clown must have left a hand.5 What's your order?"

The guy in the purple suit turned around slowly, he looked at the muzzle in front of him, he seemed to be a little stunned, he couldn't help but change the grenade in his hand to the other hand, put the pistol in his pocket, and then pulled back his sleeve, revealing the colorful children's watch on his arm, he looked at the time, then turned his head, and saw what he wanted to see in his eyes under the clown mask.

"What are you talking about? My partner, my order is to kill the bus driver."

As he spoke, he took two steps back, and in the face of the muzzle, he raised his hands,

"Hey man, I never thought I'd kill anyone! never!"

And his companion was still confused by his words, and he couldn't help asking,

"School bus driver?

The guy in the purple suit stretched out his finger and pointed behind him,

"Look, that's it!"

"Boom"

At the moment when the confused guy turned around, a yellow school bus with full power reversed crashed into the open-glass gate of the bank, and the shattered shards of glass flew through the air in a colorful, rainbow-like halo, and the unlucky guy was hit by the school bus, and the whole person flew backwards.

Embarrassed, he fell in the middle of the hall, and the robber in the purple suit was the only one left in place, he turned his head and tilted his head to look at the unlucky bastard, the broken glass pierced into his heart, and with the impact just now, he was already helpless.

"Click"

The back door of the school bus was covered with dust and Xiao Qu in the carriage opened, and the same guy with a clown mask jumped down, and without saying a word, he threw the bag full of banknotes on the ground into the school bus, and it took 2 minutes to move everything, and after moving everything, he asked suspiciously,

"What about the others?"

He was greeted by two bullets that flew towards his body, and the guy in the purple suit even whistled as the school bus driver, the last accomplice, fell to the ground, and seemed very satisfied, as well as unprovocative.

Under the watchful eyes of all the onlookers in the hall, the only thing left in the robbery gang that should have been at least 6 people was this guy in a purple suit, who was lying on the spot and witnessed a high-IQ crime committed by a worm.

But instead of leaving at once, he looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and then, with a dutiful pace, walked into the ruins of the office that had been originally blown up, and reached out and lifted up a few pieces of masonry and threw them aside, revealing the miserable Mr. Hofs and the unconscious Sergei below.

The only two people who survived the first explosion.

He bent down and slapped the cold gun on the cheek of the comatose Mr. Hoves, awakening him, and then, without saying a word, shoved the grenade in his hand into his hand, Hofs knew what this thing was, so even if he was shot in the body, he still managed to control the grenade that was about to detonate, and did not dare to let go.

Then he heard the strange fellow in front of him say in a voice full of languidness and mockery,

"The police are five minutes away, the gangsters are about three minutes away, and the Central School bus will pass by the bank in two minutes, so let's cut it short, sir. ”

"Ahem, you don't know at all, you don't know whose money you robbed!"

Hoves looked weakly at the weird, clown-masked guy in front of him, and he saw a few other clown-masked corpses, and he smiled hard,

"You think you're smart, huh, if you kill them, the people who hired you will do the same to you!"

"Hey, hey, man, sober up!"

The clown crouching in front of him slapped him on the face and said in a playful tone, "Nobody hired me, I just thought it was very, very cool!"

This sentence infuriated Hoves, who shouted with his last strength,

"What the hell are you in the city of B, Gotham, the criminals here used to have their own beliefs, Falconi is to win the glory that you can't get in society, others want to gain respect, the money you rob is just a façade, only fools care about these things"

He held the grenade in both hands, breathing hard, his chest heaving like a bellows, he roared and laughed, like a man at the end of the road, like a wise man who saw through everything,

"Look at you fanatic in fanatic, what do you believe in killing dozens of people for money? What are you for? Tell me! Tell me !!"

"But that's not what you called the last man in fancy dress!"

The guy reached out and unmasked himself, and Hoves's eyes widened at this moment, and he saw the face, the one that was covered with white paint, with large black circles on the eyes, and lips painted with bright red paint, which looked like a real clown.

But the wounds on the sides of his cheeks, which could not be faked, and the fact that this fellow's mouth had been cut open and connected to his present state of mind, had a strange guess in Mr. Hoves's mind, which finally broke his will.

"You lunatic"

"No, don't look at me like that, I know what you're thinking, but I'm not crazy You see, I'm about the same as Batman, isn't it?

He pursed his lips, and his eyes revealed a touch of undisguised madness and pleasure after committing the crime,

"Listen to me, what am I for? It's simple, I just want to do it, I'm doing it, B is an invitation, you know, invite people I'm interested in to play games with me."

He grinned, took a bloody playing card from the lining pocket of his dirty purple suit, and placed it in front of Hoves's eyes.

"As for what I believe"

He put on the clown mask again, took another grenade from his pocket, wound a thread around the bolt of the grenade in front of Hoves, and put it in Hoves's pocket, and finally, he waved at Hofs like an old friend saying goodbye,

"Honey, I believe that anything that doesn't kill you will make you even stranger"

"Goodbye, I hope you can survive, and then tell the story of the clown far away, no, no, no, don't say it, after all, as a villain, you don't have to be too famous, do you?"

The school bus started slowly, and the moment it drove out of the bank, it was exactly the moment when the four school buses of the Central School passed by the bank gate, and it followed the school bus and left the street in a grand manner.

And Hoves, who was lying on the ground, could only watch the rope with the latch in his arms getting closer and closer, and finally,

"Click"

The latch was pulled open, and Hoves's face stiffened to the extreme at this moment, and he was ready to face death, but after a few seconds, only a disgusting gas came out of his pocket, and Hofs breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hell it's a fake toy"

When the others saw this scene, they saw the green gas rising into the air, and they also saw Hoves throwing the grenade in his hand aside with difficulty, and the same foul-smelling gas was rising.

It's a toy!

"Ah, hell, it scared the hell out of me!"

A fat man lying on the edge of the hall panted and breathed a sigh of relief, he was frightened just now, but now he seemed to have completely regained his sanity and courage, he looked at the "toy" grenade in his hand with contempt, with a hint of mockery on his face, he threw the thing out of the window,

"He thought he could scare us with this thing?"

The others were also relieved to see this, but seeing that they let go of their grenades one after another, Hoves shouted with difficulty,

"No!

"Boom!"

Two flames burst out again in the bank hall, engulfing everything around him, and Hofs felt a weight hit his head, and his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.

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